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Wednesday, September 15, 2010

I really should be revising for my exams. I mean, Physics is tomorrow, and it's one of my weakest subjects. It's probably because I really cannot grasp the concepts. At least the other subjects are more or less common sense, you know. Amazingly, I actually revised for the whole afternoon, without once yielding to the temptation of reading fanfiction. Of course, it might be due to the fact that I've pretty much exhausted the archive of stories that I'm currently interested in.

My sister calls me sadistic, and she's most likely right. I happen to like angsty stories, especially those that contain emotional agony for the main character. But I really don't like romance. I'm not exactly sure why, but I think it's got to do with how the characters tend to put their lovers above everything else in their lives the moment they fall in love. And to add insult to injury, they can't even fall in love with someone who can make them happy. What's the point of falling in love if all you're going to do is to be miserable all day anyway?

Personally, I really can't see how romantic love can take precedence over so many other things that are just as, if not even more, important, like family and close friends. Perhaps it's because I haven't experienced anything like that yet, so it's just not something that I can imagine or understand. That kind of all-consuming love that swallows you up until nothing of your original self remains, until you are no longer whole but one half of a soul, until you cannot survive without the other party - it seems too much like obsession for my liking. I can understand loving someone enough to be willing to die for him or her, but so much that you are willing to condemn the world and betray everything that you have ever known? Keeping someone safe and alive at the expense of her happiness because you cannot bear losing her - that's not love. It's pure possessiveness and selfishness. And yeah, in case you can't tell, this is a rant against Twilight, Star Wars, and even Harry Potter, where the male protagonist seems to be obsessed about keeping his girlfriend/wife safe. It's understandable in Harry and Remus' case, not so much for Edward, and Anakin Skywalker is really just freaky. Seriously, Anakin's my favourite character in Star Wars (since I watched Revenge of the Sith first), but poor Padme. Still, I suppose it can't be helped, given how the fate of Darth Vader has long been decided. Makes you feel sad, really, how it just seems like an inescapable destiny that results in tragedy for everyone involved.

Ok, I really should go back to revising now.

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